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m her tray。
〃If you insist；〃 he said lightly。
Gloval was rubbing his dark mustache。 To Maistroff； he said； 〃I think we're missing some people； aren't we？〃
〃Some。〃 The colonel nodded。 〃But they should be arriving any minute now。 In fact； this may be them。〃
He was indicating the door signal。 Max and Miriya entered； both in RDF uniform。 Max snapped off a sharp salute。 〃Sir。 Reporting as ordered。〃
Exedore was on his feet； the drink put aside。 〃Ah！ Hello； Quadrono Leader！〃
She gasped as she turned to him and saluted by reflex。 〃I'm sorry； sir； I didn't realize you were the emissary。〃
He shrugged to say it was unimportant。 〃I found your pairing ritual…marriage？…quite。。。provocative。〃
She didn't know what to say。 〃You are probably wondering why we did it。〃
〃Yes； just as you're no doubt wondering what 1 am doing here。 And this must be the male half of your pair。〃
Suddenly Miriya looked young and a little forlorn； standing before the great genius of her race； the Eldest； the repository of all Zentraedi lore。 〃Ah； that's right； sir。〃
〃Gee； y' don't sound too thrilled about it；〃 Max murmured。 He almost gave in to his impulse to take her in his arms and kiss her； top brass or no； and remind her emphatically of what their pairing really meant。
But just then Rick Hunter reported as ordered； saluting。 Then he spied Max； who was in a bit of a snit。 〃Hey； you don't look so good；〃 Rick confided。
Exedore was still on his feet。 Now； he pointed at Rick and Max； yelling； 〃That's it！〃 He clucked to himself。 〃The micronization process must have affected my memory！ You're two of the hostages from Dolza's flagship； aren't you？〃
〃Does somebody want to tell me what's going on here？〃 Rick asked slowly。
〃This time the circumstances are a bit different；〃 Exedore rattled on excitedly。 〃But tell me： How did you and the others manage to escape？ Was it some hidden Micronian power？〃
What had really happened was that Max had e aboard in a Battloid disguised in a Zentraedi uniform； but Rick wasn't sure he should let that particular cat out of the bag。 He didn't see Gloval or the others giving him any help； so he improvised； 〃Uh； I guess you could say that。〃
The frail little emissary sat； fingering his jaw。 〃Hm； another one of your military secrets。〃 It was all so confusing and illogical； even to him。 Who knew what eons of eating live food had done to these creatures？
The door signaled again； and Gloval said； 〃Here are the others now。〃 Rico； Bron； and Konda filed into the hearing chamber。 They caught sight of him and cringed as he gave them a death's…head smile。
〃It's Minister Exedore！〃 they all yelped at once； looking like mice facing a hungry lynx。
〃I did not expect to see the instigators of our mass defection show up here today；〃 he remarked。
Trembling； Rico drew himself up。 〃Your Excellency； it wasn't our fault！〃
〃That's right！ It was just something that we couldn't help！〃 Konda put in。 And the stout Bron maintained； 〃We had no control； sir！〃
Exedore brushed that aside with a prim flick of his fingers。 〃You may relax。 I have no intention of harming you。〃
The breath they let out was audible as they wilted with relief。 When everyone was seated； Colonel Maistroff said； 〃Captain Gloval； the ship's puter will record the proceedings。〃
Gloval squared his cap away。 〃Very good； let us begin。〃 To Exedore he said； 〃Minister； we are unclear as to the exact purpose of your mission here。 You've told us very little so far。 Won't you please enlighten us？〃
Exedore's eyes swept across them。 〃Your curiosity is understandable； but…not everyone is present yet； Captain。〃
〃What？〃 Maistroff growled under his breath。
〃We would like to know more about two of your kind； gentlemen。 The first possesses powers and fighting skills that are truly extraordinary； and there is a female who is the core of your psychological assault。〃
〃Incredible；〃 mumbled Gloval； watching Exedore。
Colonel Maistroff had read some of the defector debriefing reports。 In an aside to Gloval he said； 〃I think he means that movie； Little White Dragon。 They must've seen it too； and think Lynn…Kyle's movie stunts were for real。〃
Little White Dragon was the first feature film produced on the SDF…1。 It featured Lynn…Kyle in some spectacular stunts and fights； downing ferocious giants with his fighting arts and using a death beam that he could shoot from his hand thanks to an enchanted medallion。
〃There is clearly a misunderstanding here；〃 Gloval told Maistroff。 To Exedore he declared； 〃I can't think of anyone who would be at the core of a psychological assault。 It would be helpful if you could be more specific about this female。〃
Exedore blinked at him with bulging； pinpoint…pupiled eyes。 〃She appears to be performing some kind of ritual。 A strange little chant。〃
Bron leaned over to his fellow ex…spies。 〃Do you think he means…〃
〃No！ He couldn't！〃 Konda whispered。
〃Sure he could！〃 snarled Rico。
〃You know；〃 Exedore said impatiently。 And he rose to stand next to the witness chair； strike a coquettish pose； and sing：
Stage fright； go 'way；
This is my big day！
Rick groaned； not wanting to be the first to say anything。 If he wasn't seeing what he thought he was seeing； Colonel Maistroff would probably report him to the flight surgeon and get him grounded on a mental。
But the three spies burst out； 〃He is talking about Minmei！〃
Exedore went on singing 〃Stage Fright〃 with a terrible； cracking falsetto that was seriously off key。 He struck poses and postures that looked like he was auditioning for Yum…Yum in an amateur production of The Mikado。
Gloval drew his head down into his high； rolled jacket collar like a turtle； making a low sound。 〃I do not believe this。〃
〃They must think Minmei's singing is a weapon of some kind；〃 Maistroff observed。
〃Have the girl brought here；〃 Gloval ordered。 〃And her cousin as well。〃 Then he tried to figure out what the most direct and yet diplomatic method would be for asking the emissary to please stop singing。
As soon as Minmei appeared in the doorway； Exedore cried； 〃That's her！ Yes！〃
She stood looking around like a startled deer。 A moment later； Kyle slouche